As they went up the stairs he
whispered: "It's better for him to think that. We don't want anyone to know
what we're doing, you know--not yet."
So they reached the tower room, and, just as Harry had anticipated, got a
wonderful view of the surrounding country. They found that the heliograph
they had left behind was working feverishly and Harry took out a pencil and
jotted down the symbols as they were flashed.
"It's in code, of course," he said, "but maybe we'll find someone who can
decipher it--I know they have experts for that. It might come in handy to
know what they were talking about."
"There's the other station answering!" said Dick, excitedly, after a
moment. "Isn't it lucky that it's such a fine day, Harry? See--there it is,
over there!"
"Let me have the glasses," said Harry, taking the binoculars from Dick.
"Yes, you're right! They're on the top of a hill, just about where I
thought we'd find them, too. Come on! We've got no time to waste. They're a
good seven miles from here, and we've a lot more to do yet."
Below stairs the old gentleman tried to stop them. He was very curious by
this time, for he had been thinking about them and it had struck him that
they were too much in earnest to simply be enjoying a lark. But Harry and
Dick, while they met his questions politely, refused to enlighten him.
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